The gorgeous night
The happy night
The perfect night
The star glistens from a far
as the baby boy was born
He is perfection and smiling
Everything seemed content and perfect
but it you look at it, it was not.
The wet night
The cold night
The night the destroyer came into my world
The sad night
In real life; nothing is perfect
In real life; there are no happy endings
MARRY CHRISTMAS! :D
Written in the eyes of Madi Brey
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
The Way of Writing
So what really is writing?
Writing is the thing that you do when you are mad.
You do it when you are happy.
You do it to get all of your emotions out.
You do it to have fun.
You try to put all the words on the paper but sometimes its just not possible.
And sometimes you cant write enough.
But in the end it is writing.
Beautiful.
Cruel.
Clean.
Chaotic.
One of the things that makes this world go round.
I mean think about it; without writing, we would be nothing.
Writing is joy.
Righting is proof that you and I exist.
It is magic.
It is truth.
It is what keeps us all in order.
It is how we learn.
It is communication.
With out it we would be a mute world.
Writing is the thing that you do when you are mad.
You do it when you are happy.
You do it to get all of your emotions out.
You do it to have fun.
You try to put all the words on the paper but sometimes its just not possible.
And sometimes you cant write enough.
But in the end it is writing.
Beautiful.
Cruel.
Clean.
Chaotic.
One of the things that makes this world go round.
I mean think about it; without writing, we would be nothing.
Writing is joy.
Righting is proof that you and I exist.
It is magic.
It is truth.
It is what keeps us all in order.
It is how we learn.
It is communication.
With out it we would be a mute world.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Depresion Symbolism
imagine being really depressed, so badly that you couldn’t even look at your self in the mirror. When you got to school no one would talk to you and there is no way to change it. In the book “Speak” By: Laurie Halse Anderson, there is plenty of symbolism. Malinda, the main character is very depressed in this book which makes this symbolism really work.
There are plenty of symbols that show this but one of them is the bus window. On page three of the book it says “I try to open my window, but the latches won’t move.” This show that Malinda is in closed and fells very alone, because closed windows mostly show no new beginnings and depletion. Another symbol is the janitor’s closet. She goes here when she wants to be alone, which is most of the time but in this closet it is very dark, and gloomy. The closet is also abandoned, and that is how she feels. The last symbol that shows proof that Malinda is depressed is the mirror. It’s says that the mirror in her room and the mirror in the janitor’s closet. The one in her room, she took down and put it in her closet, facing her wall. This shows that she is ashamed of herself and can’t bear to even look at herself. She does the same with the one in the janitor’s closet. The last symbol that I would like to point out is her grades. If you look at the report card on page 46, it shows that she mostly has bad grades, with the exception of one. The only class that she has a good grade in is Art. The reason being is that it is the only class that she can truly express herself. She has so much pain built up inside of her and in this class she can just take all of that and throws it on to a canvas. Studies say this is one of the best ways to deal with depletion.
imagine yourself depressed, so depressed that the only thing that you can turn to is art. In the book speak, I learned that you can be depressed but in the end friends will always be there for you and when you tell them you problems, it can all go away.
There are plenty of symbols that show this but one of them is the bus window. On page three of the book it says “I try to open my window, but the latches won’t move.” This show that Malinda is in closed and fells very alone, because closed windows mostly show no new beginnings and depletion. Another symbol is the janitor’s closet. She goes here when she wants to be alone, which is most of the time but in this closet it is very dark, and gloomy. The closet is also abandoned, and that is how she feels. The last symbol that shows proof that Malinda is depressed is the mirror. It’s says that the mirror in her room and the mirror in the janitor’s closet. The one in her room, she took down and put it in her closet, facing her wall. This shows that she is ashamed of herself and can’t bear to even look at herself. She does the same with the one in the janitor’s closet. The last symbol that I would like to point out is her grades. If you look at the report card on page 46, it shows that she mostly has bad grades, with the exception of one. The only class that she has a good grade in is Art. The reason being is that it is the only class that she can truly express herself. She has so much pain built up inside of her and in this class she can just take all of that and throws it on to a canvas. Studies say this is one of the best ways to deal with depletion.
imagine yourself depressed, so depressed that the only thing that you can turn to is art. In the book speak, I learned that you can be depressed but in the end friends will always be there for you and when you tell them you problems, it can all go away.
Monday, November 22, 2010
If Forever was Split
A quick gash from a knife and missing stitches
The world quickly begins to alter and I slowly die
Forever, a figment of my imagination but yet a word that still exist
"I WILL be with you forever"
And where are we now?
Broken
Split apart
Forever?
No
Just until fate decides to recapture the forever picture of our love
You and me
Forever
And when the gash is re-opened, then, at that moment is when I mend it. Because no matter what happens , I will be with you. And nothing, not even the world can stand between us.
Friday, November 19, 2010
Alone (Co-writer: Madi Brey)
Its wet and cold in the air
You know those days, the ones when you know something is going to happen.
The fog rises from the ground as you see a glimpse in the forest.
As you creep closer and closer you see a little girl.
Dressed in a ripped up raged lace dress.
She looks at you and just stares.
Her black hair covers most of her face
Except her green eyes glowing
Staring you down
The skin of the young girl is pale no color at all
Slowly she moves toward you
Arms out
At first glance she looks sad
Maybe even lonely
The gate swings open and makes a long bang
Her head moves up as she walks like the living dead passing graves stones
She has been abandoned.
With no use of comfort but herself.
A single little girl walking closer and closer to you.
You can feel your blood getting chill.
As she gets closer, you can see gashes up and down her arms with dried blood sticking to them
You cant help but to gaze into her bright green eyes.
Soon spiders creep out of them as the crooked smile on her face gets bigger.
You try to run but the grave behind you hits your leg.
She's now inches away and grabs you.
She pulls you close to her.
Her eyes staring into yours and her smile gets bigger and her hand slowly moves out from behind her back.
Your heart races and your mind goes crazy as to what will happen.
You kick and scream but you just cant get away
A panicked look shots the girl holding you and she lets go.
Her mouth opens maybe to eat you or scream.
No, she pulls her arm out from behind and there is nothing.
Just her arms opened wide waiting for a hug.
That's when she says it…. Friend :).
A misunderstood girl just looking for a friend in a world left all alone.
Just was waiting for you.
No harm will be done.
You cant believe this but she was only trying to help your leg after you fell.
Don't Judge a book by its cover.
You know those days, the ones when you know something is going to happen.
The fog rises from the ground as you see a glimpse in the forest.
As you creep closer and closer you see a little girl.
Dressed in a ripped up raged lace dress.
She looks at you and just stares.
Her black hair covers most of her face
Except her green eyes glowing
Staring you down
The skin of the young girl is pale no color at all
Slowly she moves toward you
Arms out
At first glance she looks sad
Maybe even lonely
The gate swings open and makes a long bang
Her head moves up as she walks like the living dead passing graves stones
She has been abandoned.
With no use of comfort but herself.
A single little girl walking closer and closer to you.
You can feel your blood getting chill.
As she gets closer, you can see gashes up and down her arms with dried blood sticking to them
You cant help but to gaze into her bright green eyes.
Soon spiders creep out of them as the crooked smile on her face gets bigger.
You try to run but the grave behind you hits your leg.
She's now inches away and grabs you.
She pulls you close to her.
Her eyes staring into yours and her smile gets bigger and her hand slowly moves out from behind her back.
Your heart races and your mind goes crazy as to what will happen.
You kick and scream but you just cant get away
A panicked look shots the girl holding you and she lets go.
Her mouth opens maybe to eat you or scream.
No, she pulls her arm out from behind and there is nothing.
Just her arms opened wide waiting for a hug.
That's when she says it…. Friend :).
A misunderstood girl just looking for a friend in a world left all alone.
Just was waiting for you.
No harm will be done.
You cant believe this but she was only trying to help your leg after you fell.
Don't Judge a book by its cover.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
What?
What would you do for the one you loved?
What would you do for the one you loved?
Walk a thousand miles in the rain just to see his face.
Steel your friends phone just to call him.
Play hooky from school just to talk to him.
Push down the people that stand between both of you.
Swim across the ocean to his boat.
Get an F in your class just to daydream about him.
And maybe, just maybe give your life for him.
this, this is how I feel abut you _____,
I would do these and many more things for you
If you haven't noticed I love you
And I know you don’t love me back but I wrote you a letter telling you how I feel, so here It goes
Dear ______,
When I met you for the first time I knew I'd see you again. When I did I knew this would never end. When I see your picture I scream. When I heard it was your birthday I cried because I could not afford to buy you a present so instead I stayed up until midnight the night before just to call you and say happy Birthday. When we are on the phone you cant see it but I am smiling the entire time. When you text me I jump out of bed to reply. When I see you I melt inside. I write you initials all over all of my things. I memorized your favorite song for you, I basically memorized everything about you. When I point out my flaws to you don’t try to change the; you say they are what make be beautiful. When I talk to you I blush like crazy. I would do anything for you; change all my ways, I kind of already have. When I am having a bad day you talk to me and make it better. I stay up as late as I can for you. I talk too much about you. I count down the hours until school is over so that we can talk. I pay money for a Skype so that I can talk to you when I get lonely. I waste money at the concession stand because you work there and I need an excuse to come and talk to you. I would die for you. I love your rosy cheeks, how you’re a nerd, your laugh, your hugs, your blond hair, how your always happy, your smile, how you agree with me just to make me happy. You make me smile, blush, laugh, you give me butterflies. You make me explode inside. You make my heart pound. No words can explain how I feel for you. I cant get you off of my mind. I see you in every person that I talk to. You say I'm yours forever. I love you.
But wait, you don’t love me back. It was all just a lie. I like how you told me that you would take me to the dance and then you go and take a girl that you just met and I, I had to find out from a person that I hardly know. And why in the world would you feel obligated to love me?! You do know that you don’t have to do what you don’t want to do.
the three things that I hate in a guy players, posers, and liars. And guess what you are; you are a liar. You little MOTHER F*****!!!! Yes that is what you are _____, and you make me so mad. Do like making girls cry or something? You know that you were doing it, you even told me. You were messing with my mind and you knew it. You don’t even feel bad about it do you? Is this some kind of game? I know you’ve probably been hurt before but not as bad as I'm hurting now. Let me just tell you that the two times I have cried the most in my life are when my grandma died, and when you broke my heart. And that, that is how much I loved you. Well I just want you to know that my cutting days are over and I'm done with my tears. Iv sound someone new, someone better than you. Someone that will not break my heart.
I hope you get dumped hard hope you get hurt as bad as me, because I really did love you. So next when you get your heart broken, don’t come crying to me. You were no there for me some I'm not here for you. So go ahead and run away because I'm not running after you this time.
Love. Ally <3
I hope you happy Peter!
What would you do for the one you loved?
Walk a thousand miles in the rain just to see his face.
Steel your friends phone just to call him.
Play hooky from school just to talk to him.
Push down the people that stand between both of you.
Swim across the ocean to his boat.
Get an F in your class just to daydream about him.
And maybe, just maybe give your life for him.
this, this is how I feel abut you _____,
I would do these and many more things for you
If you haven't noticed I love you
And I know you don’t love me back but I wrote you a letter telling you how I feel, so here It goes
Dear ______,
When I met you for the first time I knew I'd see you again. When I did I knew this would never end. When I see your picture I scream. When I heard it was your birthday I cried because I could not afford to buy you a present so instead I stayed up until midnight the night before just to call you and say happy Birthday. When we are on the phone you cant see it but I am smiling the entire time. When you text me I jump out of bed to reply. When I see you I melt inside. I write you initials all over all of my things. I memorized your favorite song for you, I basically memorized everything about you. When I point out my flaws to you don’t try to change the; you say they are what make be beautiful. When I talk to you I blush like crazy. I would do anything for you; change all my ways, I kind of already have. When I am having a bad day you talk to me and make it better. I stay up as late as I can for you. I talk too much about you. I count down the hours until school is over so that we can talk. I pay money for a Skype so that I can talk to you when I get lonely. I waste money at the concession stand because you work there and I need an excuse to come and talk to you. I would die for you. I love your rosy cheeks, how you’re a nerd, your laugh, your hugs, your blond hair, how your always happy, your smile, how you agree with me just to make me happy. You make me smile, blush, laugh, you give me butterflies. You make me explode inside. You make my heart pound. No words can explain how I feel for you. I cant get you off of my mind. I see you in every person that I talk to. You say I'm yours forever. I love you.
But wait, you don’t love me back. It was all just a lie. I like how you told me that you would take me to the dance and then you go and take a girl that you just met and I, I had to find out from a person that I hardly know. And why in the world would you feel obligated to love me?! You do know that you don’t have to do what you don’t want to do.
the three things that I hate in a guy players, posers, and liars. And guess what you are; you are a liar. You little MOTHER F*****!!!! Yes that is what you are _____, and you make me so mad. Do like making girls cry or something? You know that you were doing it, you even told me. You were messing with my mind and you knew it. You don’t even feel bad about it do you? Is this some kind of game? I know you’ve probably been hurt before but not as bad as I'm hurting now. Let me just tell you that the two times I have cried the most in my life are when my grandma died, and when you broke my heart. And that, that is how much I loved you. Well I just want you to know that my cutting days are over and I'm done with my tears. Iv sound someone new, someone better than you. Someone that will not break my heart.
I hope you get dumped hard hope you get hurt as bad as me, because I really did love you. So next when you get your heart broken, don’t come crying to me. You were no there for me some I'm not here for you. So go ahead and run away because I'm not running after you this time.
Love. Ally <3
I hope you happy Peter!
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Dear God,
I still remember it like it was yesterday it started out as a normal day. March 27th 2010. I had slept over at a friends house the night before and we were eating breakfast. My mom sent me a text message telling me that grandpa had called saying that grandma hadn't been doing to well and we need to hurry there. She would be there to pick me up in ten minutes. I hopped in the car and the entire three hour ride there was pure science. We got to the house and all I could see was grandma in the hospital bed in the center of the room. I hugged her and she told me these words "your such a sweet girl, don’t you ever change, I love you". I couldn’t tell her I loved her back without crying so I ran to the bathroom as water poured out of my eyes. The entire time at her house I prayed to you asking to let her live longer. Long enough to meet her great grandchildren or at least to Christmas. But I happened, March 29th 2010 mom called me up into her room. Before I could even get to the top of the stairs I could hear her crying; I already knew what she was going to say but I still let her tell me. She gave me a huge hugs while the tears ran from her eyes. "honey grandma, grandma, " she could hardly finish her sentence. Soon I was in tears "grandpa called and well, grandma passed away this afternoon. She gave me another hug, "well she's in a better place now. She loved you so much and don’t you forget that, she told me to tell you never to change. You are a beautiful girl Ally and please stay that way." I was hurting so badly. I sprinted out of her room and into mine ; that nigh I stayed up until three in the morning that night crying.
Now god all I ask is one thing. While my grandma is with you can you please love her, love her with all her heart. And can you also let her know that I love her and miss her soooooooo much. I think about her all the time and the memories we had together. And could you let her know that I pray for her as much as I can. Oh what I wouldn’t give to see her one more time. To tell her I loved her one more time. Just hug her and never let her go. Well thank you for protecting her until my day comes, God .
Love, Allyson Anne Pfister (granddaughter)
RIP: Grandma Pleger (I love you)
February 23, 1932 to March 29, 2010
I still remember it like it was yesterday it started out as a normal day. March 27th 2010. I had slept over at a friends house the night before and we were eating breakfast. My mom sent me a text message telling me that grandpa had called saying that grandma hadn't been doing to well and we need to hurry there. She would be there to pick me up in ten minutes. I hopped in the car and the entire three hour ride there was pure science. We got to the house and all I could see was grandma in the hospital bed in the center of the room. I hugged her and she told me these words "your such a sweet girl, don’t you ever change, I love you". I couldn’t tell her I loved her back without crying so I ran to the bathroom as water poured out of my eyes. The entire time at her house I prayed to you asking to let her live longer. Long enough to meet her great grandchildren or at least to Christmas. But I happened, March 29th 2010 mom called me up into her room. Before I could even get to the top of the stairs I could hear her crying; I already knew what she was going to say but I still let her tell me. She gave me a huge hugs while the tears ran from her eyes. "honey grandma, grandma, " she could hardly finish her sentence. Soon I was in tears "grandpa called and well, grandma passed away this afternoon. She gave me another hug, "well she's in a better place now. She loved you so much and don’t you forget that, she told me to tell you never to change. You are a beautiful girl Ally and please stay that way." I was hurting so badly. I sprinted out of her room and into mine ; that nigh I stayed up until three in the morning that night crying.
Now god all I ask is one thing. While my grandma is with you can you please love her, love her with all her heart. And can you also let her know that I love her and miss her soooooooo much. I think about her all the time and the memories we had together. And could you let her know that I pray for her as much as I can. Oh what I wouldn’t give to see her one more time. To tell her I loved her one more time. Just hug her and never let her go. Well thank you for protecting her until my day comes, God .
Love, Allyson Anne Pfister (granddaughter)
RIP: Grandma Pleger (I love you)
February 23, 1932 to March 29, 2010
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